Favourite and not-so-favourite song lyrics

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bossanova

Quote from: ross4life on September 28, 2010, 06:15:18 PM
Quote from: bossanova on September 28, 2010, 06:00:30 PM
Quote from: ross4life on September 27, 2010, 05:37:53 PM
Bob Seger Turn The Page great lyrics for any band on the road traveling



metallica do a class cover of that song turn the page.

Indeed they do & they sang it at Marlay Park last year (lucky enough to be there  :) )

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkAjZt4YZDc

also love the cover of die die my darling they do. the garage days craic is top drawer, ten out of ten shit. totally love the misfits.

bossanova

Quote from: seafoid on September 27, 2010, 03:57:58 PM
Stereolab , the way will be opening


Total insubordination
Complete revolt, formal sabotage
Still it must be stressed that on this point
There is no room for compromise
Faint, all our crime is crime of physical setting
Except inside the mind (All inside the mind)
How come more and more futile
The American dream is the fertilize? (oh the fertilize)
Nothing at all can be expected
Except for the use of violence
Nothing at all can be changed if
Evolution turned us to silence
Confrontations clearing the way
Will be opening (will be opening)
Not as end in itself
But as a beginning (as a beginning


and


You say you`d like children
But you couldn't eat a whole one


Bell  x1

your such an asshole when your drunk at least im ok in the morning.  ;)

Niall Quinn

"I could have been someone, well so could anyone"
I never tire of hearing this lamentful exchange.
Back to the howling old owl in the woods, hunting the horny back toad

muppet

Quote from: thejuice on October 01, 2010, 11:50:42 PM
and so on, could never make sense of it. anyone know what it means.

It means they were congested, a bit hoarse and had a deviated septum when they wrote it.
MWWSI 2017

CiKe

"I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra
I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova
I could walk like Brando right into the sun
Then dance just like a Casanova"

Springsteen - It's hard to be a saint in the city

ross4life

Spice girls wannabe.. awful lyrics

Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha


Nine inch nails/Johnny Cash hurt.. good lyrics

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
my sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away in the end
You could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way...

& a interesting lyric change

Whitesnake here i go again

Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go.

Changed to drifter because Hobo sounded like homo to some  :D
The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open

muppet

Quote from: ross4life on October 07, 2010, 04:16:30 PM
Spice girls wannabe.. awful lyrics

Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
So tell me what you want, what you really really want,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really
really really wanna zigazig ha


Nine inch nails/Johnny Cash hurt.. good lyrics

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
my sweetest friend
Everyone I know
goes away in the end
You could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way...

& a interesting lyric change

Whitesnake here i go again

Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go.

Changed to drifter because Hobo sounded like homo to some  :D

Johnny Cash didn't wear no crown of shit.
MWWSI 2017

ross4life

The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open

ross4life

#128
The Green Fields Of France Written By Eric Bogle, one of the best anti war songs ever written and covered beautifully by The Fureys

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntt3wy-L8Ok&feature=player_embedded#!

Well how do you do young Willy Mc Bride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done

I see by your gravestone your were only nineteen
When you joined the great falling in nineteen fifteen
Well I hope you died well and I hope you died clean
Or young Willy Mc Bride was it slow and obscene
[Chorus]
Did they beat the drum slowly ,did they sound the fifes lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest.


Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithfull heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in nineteen fifteen
In some faith full heart are you forever nineteen

Or are you a stranger without even a name
Enshrined forever behind a glass frame
In an old photograph torn battered and stained
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame
The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open

Never beat the deeler

Quote from: ross4life on October 09, 2010, 02:57:03 AM
The Green Fields Of France Written By Eric Bogle, one of the best anti war songs ever written and covered beautifully by The Fureys

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntt3wy-L8Ok&feature=player_embedded#!

Well how do you do young Willy Mc Bride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done

I see by your gravestone your were only nineteen
When you joined the great falling in nineteen fifteen
Well I hope you died well and I hope you died clean
Or young Willy Mc Bride was it slow and obscene
[Chorus]
Did they beat the drum slowly ,did they sound the fifes lowly
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down
Did the band play the last post and chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest.


Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
In some faithfull heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in nineteen fifteen
In some faith full heart are you forever nineteen

Or are you a stranger without even a name
Enshrined forever behind a glass frame
In an old photograph torn battered and stained
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame


Youre missing two verses there
Hasta la victoria siempre

ross4life

no i chose to post half the song lyrics & the rest can be watched on the link i posted
The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open

Celt_Man

Love Rescue Me - U2

Some great lines in this one.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTxYep9qgKE


1988 - "Rattle & Hum"

Love rescue me
Come forth and speak to me
Raise me up and dont let me fall
No man is my enemy
My own hands imprison me
Love rescue me

Many strangers have I met
On the road to my regret
Many lost who seek to find themselves in me
They ask me to reveal
The very thoughts they would conceal
Love rescue me

And the sun in the sky
Makes a shadow of you and i
Stretching out as the sun sinks in the sea
Im here without a name
In the palace of my shame
Said, love rescue me

In the cold mirror of a glass
I see my reflection pass
See the dark shades of what I used to be
See the purple of her eyes
The scarlet of my lies
Love rescue me

Yea, though I walk
In the valley of shadow
Yea, I will fear no evil
I have cursed thy rod and staff
They no longer comfort me
Love rescue me

Sha la la...sha la la la
Sha la la la...ha la la...
Sha la la la...sha la la la
Sha la la la...sha la la
Sha la la la...sha la la la
Sha la la...
I said love, love rescue me

I said love
Climb up the mountains, said love
I said love, oh my love
On the hill of the son
Im on the eve of a storm
And my word you must believe in
Oh, I said love, rescue me
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah...

Yeah Im here without a name
In the palace of my shame
I said love rescue me

Ive conquered my past
The future is here at last
I stand at the entrance
To a new world I can see
The ruins to the right of me
Will soon have lost sight of me
Love rescue me
GAA Board Six Nations Fantasy Champion 2010

ross4life

Phil Coulter The Town I Loved So Well lyrics (covered by The Dubliners)

In my memory, I will always see
The town that I have loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gas yard wall
And they laughed through the smoke and the smell
Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane
Past the jail, and down behind the fountain
Those were happy days in so many, many ways
In the town I loved so well

In the early morning the shirt factory horn
Called women from Creggan, the moor, and the bog
While the men on the dole played a mother's role
Fed the children and then walked the dog
And when times got tough there was just about enough
And they saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
In the town I loved so well

There was music there in the Derry air,
Like a language that we all could understand
I remember the day that I earned my first pay
When I played in a small pick-up band
There I spent my youth, and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
For I learned about life, and I found a wife
In the town I loved so well

But when I returned, how my eyes have burned
To see how a town could be brought to it's knees
By the armoured cars and the bombed-out bars
And the gas that hangs on to every breeze
Now the army's installed by that old gas yard wall
And the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
With their tanks and their guns, oh my god, what have they done
To the town I loved so well

Now the music's gone but they carry on
For their spirits been bruised, never broken
They will not forget but their hearts are set
On tomorrow and peace once again
For what's done is done and what's won is won
And what's lost is lost and gone for ever
I can only pray for a bright, brand new day
In the town I love so well

The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open

ross4life

Queen - The Show Must Go On (This song was written by Brian May and dedicated to Freddie)

Empty spaces - what are we living for?
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score..
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero - another mindless crime.
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
Hold the line!
Does anybody want to take it anymore?
The Show must go on!
The Show must go on!Yeah!
Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile, still, stays on!

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache - another failed romance.
On and on...
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess i'm learning
I must be warmer now..
I'll soon be turning, round the corner now.
Outside the dawn is breaking,
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!

The Show must go on!
The Show must go on! Yeah,yeah!
Ooh! Inside my heart is breaking!
My make-up may be flaking...
But my smile, still, stays on!
Yeah! oh oh oh

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,
Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die,
I can fly, my friends!

The Show must go on! Yeah!
The Show must go on!
I'll face it with a grin!
I'm never giving in!
On with the show!

I'll top the bill!
I'll overkill!
I have to find the will to carry on!
On with the,
On with the show!

The Show must go on.

The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open

ross4life

Lily Allen-Not fair,  The girl has some balls writing/singing those lyrics (i'll leave it for others to search for lyrics)

Always liked Beck-loser

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came sayin' I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

Yo. cut it.

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?



And David Bowie Space Oddity


Ground control to major Tom
Ground control to major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
(Ten) Ground control (Nine) to major Tom (Eight)
(Seven, six) Commencing countdown (Five), engines on (Four)
(Three, two) Check ignition (One) and may gods (Blastoff) love be with you

This is ground control to major Tom, you've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is major Tom to ground control, I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
Here am I floatin' 'round my tin can far above the world
Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles, I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much, she knows
Ground control to major Tom, your circuits dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, major Tom?
Can you hear me, major Tom?
Can you hear me, major Tom?
Can you...
Here am I sitting in my tin can far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue and there's nothing I can do

The key to success is to be consistently competitive -- if you bang on the door often it will open